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"No, former Emperor Lun," Tormand muttered, looking outward. "Come... I already know of your camp."

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"After you entered the portal I returned and rescued Vitalia, as she had been captured. Alarisset had fallen prey to the Wrython, I know not if she lives," Tormand commented as the two men stepped through the forest. Song followed behind him, examining the richness of his pure white armour and clothing curiously. "Argent has joined the league of Seed, I had to battle him on a ship to save the Queen's life," He added with a frown.

"Is this gold?" Song questioned, raising up an end of his robe and pointing to the bright, golden threaded designs on each tip.

"That is gold," Tormand nodded.

"And that crown?" Song whispered, pointing to the golden crown of olive branches that adorned Tormand's head. "Are you some sort of King?"

Tormand paused. "I do not believe King is the correct title," He settled on at last before continuing. "We captured a Seed ship and managed to escape the Heart of Darkness, that being Queen Vitalia and I. Something peculiar happened there after..." He paused to examine Lun's face. "You've been gone a long time," He commented. "So have I, former Emperor. In my own way."